But then, after having dinner and maybe a glass of wine, you realize
that you do feel like talking about it. In fact, you’re not shutting up
about it. Because you feel the need to analyze everything that went
wrong in order to know how to tackle the next day.
As we reach the end of a bonafide annus horribilis
(“horrible year” in Latin), it is more important than ever to relax,
take a deep breath, and assess what happened this year. Because a whole
lot of crap happened. Then a truck came and dropped about two tons of
crap on top of it. Then a bird flew by and crapped on it.
Like all horrible days, 2020 felt like it lasted forever. One of the first articles I published this year was about Kobe Bryant’s death in a helicopter crash. That was back in January … but it feels like it happened about a decade ago. Little did we know that our entire world would come crashing down only